The Most Precious Blessing

The woman of my life who has inspired me to thrive even in the tough times when no one lies on your side. She would deliver a number of scoldings For my neverending tantrums My face as a weeping philosopher Would be called a Potato just for fun but my egoistic self would take everything seriously and I would sit in one corner and stay anonymously Then she would come and give me a warm hug a little bit of pricking of my chubby cheeks as well My heart would melt in a second unknowingly And my face would bear a smile glowingly As I grew up, I could make out her troubles The n-number of hobbies that she had to give up By listening to our Judgemental society where prevailed the old and annoying practice of suppressing ambitious women I saw her helpless and even broken at times but she concealed everything with a lot of fake smiles Never did she wonder that I could read everything coz' her eyes spoke more than she could mention anything She didn't let her circumstances touch her inner strength She emerged as a gallant woman, beauty with brain She would speak back to people who were fastidious and walk proudly carrying forward her actual purpose While displaying all this she actually became a true inspiration as she built the pillars of my upcoming character She will always be my lucky charm and happy ball of sunshine And that's how my dear mother is the special woman of my life